"Who are you? Take off your mask!" Lynch's enraged voice soared across the hall and landed on Isaac's ears.
Isaac stared at Lynch with a cold look in his eyes. A cold chill swept through Lynch's back, making him sit back down, cold sweat gushing from his forehead.
His bodyguards rushed to his side. As 200-leveled NPCs pulled their weapons from their sheathes, they fought off the pressure.
"WEAPONS AREN'T ALLOWED HERE!" The auctioneer's powerful shout caused the bodyguards to crash to the floor. Due to the heavy pressure, their heads got further buried beneath the floor, and their pupils slowly turned white.
The bodyguards collapsed, their bodies limp, their mouths tightly shut, and their foreheads drenched in blood.
Lynch looked toward the auctioneer with a shocked look, mouth wide-open, and pupils shrunk, 'My father's treasured NPC bodyguards were beaten down by aura alone?!'
'Who is this auctioneer?! He isn't ordinary!'